Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 250

She didn’t seem to realize how subservient and eager to please her actions were, making the atmosphere uncomfortable.

Evan noticed and told her to stop focusing on him and eat something herself.

To Melissa, his words once again sent her heart fluttering. She thought he was being so considerate and caring.

Unfortunately, her happiness was short-lived. Halfway through the meal, a phone call summoned Evan away.

She watched as he hung up, immediately stood, and grabbed his coat to head out. Melissa followed behind him, feeling lost and a little panicked. “Mr. Cooper, are you going out so late?”

It was only seven in the evening. For the city, the night was just beginning.

As Evan opened the door, he glanced back at Melissa. Seeing the genuine worry in her eyes, he felt a flicker of emotion and said softly, “Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.”

Before Melissa could react, he closed the door behind him.

The room fell into a quiet, empty stillness. Melissa stood there for a long time. Only when she was certain Evan wouldn’t suddenly return did she walk back to the dining room, looking utterly dejected.

The half-eaten meal was still steaming on the table. The man’s seat still had a half-full bowl of rice in front of it.

Melissa sat at the table in a daze, staring at the food with a heart full of sorrow.

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“I’m fine! Tough as nails, don’t you worry!”

Even with a broken arm, Daniel acted as if nothing had happened. “Man, it’s a good thing my mom gave me that lucky charm. It shattered, but it saved me!”

“I’ll admit, though, for a second there, I really thought I was a goner. I was thinking, I’m so young, no wife, no kids… what a waste it would be to die now!”

Perhaps because of his near-death experience, Daniel was even more talkative than usual. “But then I thought, wait a minute, if I did have a wife and kids, they’d be even more devastated if I died. So… sometimes I think being alone is a good thing. At least if something like this happens again, I don’t have to worry about leaving anyone behind. Not as many responsibilities, you know? The only person I’d really feel bad for is my mom…”

Daniel sighed. Standing by his side in silence, Evan listened to his friend’s words, and for some reason, an image of Emma’s face appeared in his mind.

He felt a sense of bewilderment. He wondered, if he had been the one in the car crash today, if he had been the one who died, would Emma have cried for him? Would she have felt any pain?